C238 Neal Resurrected

A storm raged on the mountainside, whipping up dust and debris. From a distance, in Briarwood, one might think the mountain range itself was about to snap in half. The continuous rumbling and the chilling roars of beasts were inescapable.

Turning back to the battlefield, the great hall of the castle lay in ruins, open to the sky—half of House Sather's grand fortress had been laid to waste